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„Don’t move.“
The cursed voice reaches Megumi’s ears and he can’t do nothing but obey. Apparently, or rather, thankfully the one named Toudou Aoi stands frozen a few meters away from him, his gaze drawn to something behind Megumi’s back.
Panda jumps in front of him, obscuring his view and lands a solid hit on the other Alpha. The dominant scent dulls down a little and for the first time in what feels like forever, Megumi is able to take a deep breath without his instincts screaming to submit. Something presses against his back and while Panda exchanges a few words, that sound almost too friendly than what he had experienced coming from the mouth of the other student, a hand grabs his left shoulder. For a moment, his mind is driven by instinct, resulting in a high-pitched whine.
Panda looks over his shoulder at the sound and the Alpha’s gaze falls on him again. A cold shiver runs down his spine when those dark eyes only reflect pity and merciless. Toudou is apparently one of those Alphas who exploits the Alpha-Omega hierarchy in all its glorious form. The wind turns and the heavy scent of the other Alpha meets his nose again. In an attempt to cover his nose, he brings the dark sleeve of his jacket closer. He can’t smell himself, but surely fear and submission must be mixed with his natural scent.
Their powers are on two completely different levels. He can almost see the huge gap between the other’s curse energy and his own. The hand on his shoulder grips a little harder. His gaze wanders to Inumaki-senpai kneeling beside him. His instincts respond to the scent of lavender. His heart beats slower and for the first time since this fight started, he can feel the blood running down his chin. Inumaki-senpai cups his face with both hands, forcing him to gaze into the other’s eyes.
He wants to ask what the other is doing but finds himself unable to form any words. A tingling feeling grips his throat. He puts his arm down. He is tired.
And frightened.
That guy…for a moment he had thought that the Alpha would kill him. And those eyes had spoken volumes about the other’s intent; each second another fist had hit his face. He shivers at the thought of dying such an awful death. What a pitifully death this would have been. How shameful to almost get killed by an Alpha, in a student fight none less. Megumi chokes on his own spit, attracting Panda’s attention again. Inumaki-senpai stops the other student from coming any closer. His head hurts, his neck too. He coughs loudly, trying to get rid of the uneasy feeling in his throat, but chokes again.
What the hell?
And then, he hears the quiet cooing coming from Inumaki-senpai and his ears are met with his own pitiful sounds. He whines loudly. His omega-side is still distressed from the fight; still confused about the high level of violence that Alpha had put into their fight without any regards of Megumi’s secondary gender. Inumaki-senpai brushes a thumb over his cheeks in an attempt to soothe his raging instincts. Nothing helps. His own hands find the other’s clothes. He pulls the Alpha closer to his wounded body.
“Inumaki?”
Panda falls silent. Strong hands wrap around his small form. He feels so lost. Why couldn’t he react at all? Why did his omega-side surface so suddenly? A warm hand rubs his back. His body hurts. He can feel every single place where the Alpha had hit him. The adrenaline must have dulled the pain until now.
He gets hoisted. Surprised about the sudden motion he lifts his head. Inumaki-senpai’s gaze is still drawn to him. The cooing continues. Ashamed of his own reaction, Megumi avoids the other’s eyes a moment later. He tries to shut his mouth and stop the whine forming on his lips, but it seems to be futile.
“Don’t push yourself, Megumi-kun. Everything is fine”, he hears Panda’s voice.
Everything is fine.
His instincts are telling him another story. His mind is screaming for comfort. Something more then just gentle cooing. He puts his hands over his mouth to cover the choked sounds coming from his mouth. Tears form in the corner of his eyes. He wants to run away. This is just too much. His instincts are all over the place. His hands start to shiver uncontrollable and his vision is obscured by black dots. He gasps for air. His body is driven by fear. His senses are shutting down slowly.
He doesn’t hear Maki-senpai’s voice or Nobara’s voice approaching them.
“Scent him! His instincts go into overdrive.”
Inumaki-senpai puts him down on the ground. The cold earth underneath his ass does nothing for the panic torturing his body. Then, Inumaki-senpai kneels in front of him again. The other’s hands are pulling Megumi’s school uniform away from his neck. A second later the lavender scent gets stronger and his scent glands respond to the other’s pressed against his neck. The panic dulls down. Heat makes its way to southern regions. He takes a deep breath, clearing his throat in an attempted to get rid of the lingering saliva. His face gets reflected by the other’s eyes. The scent draws him closer to the Alpha. His. His alone. The cooing stops and Megumi’s gaze falls to Inumaki-senpai’s lips.
He feels dizzy and his mind is a whirlwind of emotions. The fear gets pushed into a dark corner in his mind and makes room for something else. Something equally primal– lust. His mind shuts his senses down enough to only focus on the Alpha in front of him who apparently has a hard time scenting him without getting too close.
“Inumaki you should take a step back.”
The Alpha shakes his head and continues the scenting.
“Inumaki you are triggering his heat!”, Maki-senpai shouts.
A growl is the only answer the Alpha gives. A warning to keep their distance from the pair.
“I’ll call Gojou-senpai”, Nobara declares and Inumaki turns his head towards the group.
“Don’t!”
The curse strikes successfully and leaves Nobara frozen on the spot. Her phone falls onto the ground. Her eyes widen in panic at the damage.
“What?”, her lips form.
“They have special permission”, Maki explains the situation,” I think you should bring him to his room, Inumaki.”
The Alpha nods and turns his gaze to Megumi again. He gets lifted again. His omega-side whines at the lack of intimacy. His injuries knock him out before he can submit to his omega-side completely. Thankfully, Inumaki-senpai had found him just in time.
*
“Special permission?”, Kugisaki asks, turning her face to Maki-senpai.
“They are mates.”
“Mates?”, her voice takes on a high-pitched tone. Impossible. They are far too young to be mates. Mating isn’t allowed until one enters adulthood. That’s mostly three years too early for those two.
“Our tradition allows it. Not that it’s welcomed. The Zenin Clan isn’t happy about that.”
“But-“
Maki-senpai stops in her tracks and her face expression darkens for a moment.
“Inumaki will do anything to make it work. They are made for each other. Like soulmates. Not that I believe in something like that.”
Kugisaki smiles at the statement. What a cute lie.
Soulmates, huh?
How beautiful.